(feat. Dexter Wiggles)    [Intro: RZA]  Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo    [RZA]  When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue  So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun  At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you  Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple  I'm football head, I put your head  Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldn't look at ya'll  Gold from the Panama canal, Alabama gam'  Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow  B-O-B-Boy's fast as Bruce Leroy  Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis  My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic  Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic    [Chorus: Dexter Wiggles]  Stop, it's a booby trap  Wouldn't you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?  Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap    [RZA]  Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate  Like the gingerbread man try'nna cross the lake  Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter  Tell 'em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra  Clips, where's the natural, words inside the apple  Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle  Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing  Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing blunts  Beef, and get drown in Hunt's  Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt  I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua  Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua  Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up  Feel the Force of my steel, but you can't count the caliber  Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city  Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty    [Chorus 2X]    [RZA]  I don't got a taste for blood or flesh skin  My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men  One line, cause MC's to write their albums down  Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now  Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion  That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all  Living luxury, destructively, conductively  Improper nature, privately and publicly  Man so stupid when confronted by something he don't  Understand, he shoot it, the whole world's polluted  My earth gave birth to a universal, change us  Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger  Devils try to steal me of my intellect, rob me of my culture  Like they white washing sculptures  Like they snatching down my posters  But it's been caught through the eyes of Minolta    [Chorus 2X]